Happy New Month Loves! Can you believe that January is already over? I hope 2018 is being good to all of you and that you are taking in the sun as often as you can.
I will be introducing a new monthly segment this quarter where I will be having a featured blog post that will be written by a guest creative every first or last week of the month. For this month’s post I will be featuring a person who’s work I absolutely love. She has a skill that is only entrusted to great writers and story tellers, the skill to evoke one form of emotion or the other through her work. Her name is Lochiii. Do check out her blog and let me know if you do not agree with my sentiments about her work.
As you may already know, February is the month to celebrate love. I love love. I am a huge sucker for love. I love seeing people express their love. It is just who I am. But the thing with being such a huge sucker for love is that is it sometimes ends in heartbreak. Through this post, Lochiii will be speaking to all those people who have or are experiencing the pains of a broken heart. Do enjoy and feel free to share your thoughts in the comment section below! 🙂
Two years ago, I talked to my crush for the very first time, and to say that it was one of my most beautiful moments is to be subtle. He had this laugh that was infectious but true. He had a way of talking to people that got them hooked to his stories like a drug. His personality was not loud but it had me falling in love.
Four months later, he asked me out. That was probably one of the best things that happened to me. And for the four months that followed, I had the most beautiful time of my life. I had someone to call my own. Someone to share my pains and fears and my wild ambitions with. I literally had the boyfriend that everyone wanted. And for the first time in my life, I was happy. Genuinely and immensely happy. It was my first real relationship anyway.
Fortunately or unfortunately, all good things do come to an end and this relationship was no exception. I am either too good for people or perhaps not enough and so he left. I saw it coming but I can’t really say that I was ready. No one had prepared me for how bad heartbreak would be.
For a whole year, I cried almost every single day. It was painful, both emotionally and physically. To give yourself to someone like that only for them to throw it back to your face. I did not hate him for it but seeing him and/or hearing his name brought a lot of distaste in my mouth. It did not help that we had mutual friends either.
But after that year, I woke up one day and didn’t feel anything. I didn’t feel any pain or any resentment. I was happy. Not as much as I would have liked to, but I had let go of everything that had previously brought me joy that turned into sadness.
Through that experience, life taught me that however much people will hurt you, the phase will end. You will get over the pain and the sadness and you will feel renewed. It will take sometime or perhaps even less, but you will get over it. And one day you will wake up and realize that you are a beast in this cruel word and that because you overcame the ordeal, you are much stronger than you thought you were.
Do enjoy the rest of your week loves! 🙂